"Mr.Le Geyt is General Faskally's eldest grandson." "Exactly," I broke in, with a man's desire for solid fact in place of vague intuition.

"But I fail to see quite what that has to do with it." "The General was killed in India during the Mutiny." "I remember, of course--killed, bravely fighting." "Yes; but it was on a forlorn hope, for which he volunteered, and in the course of which he is said to have walked straight into an almost obvious ambuscade of the enemy's." "Now, my dear Miss Wade"-- I always dropped the title of "Nurse," by request, when once we were well clear of Nathaniel's,--"I have every confidence, you are aware, in your memory and your insight; but I do confess I fail to see what bearing this incident can have on poor Hugo's chances of being hanged or committing suicide." She picked a second flower, and once more pulled out petal after petal.
As she reached the last again, she answered, slowly: "You must have forgotten the circumstances.

It was no mere accident.

General Faskally had made a serious strategical blunder at Jhansi.

He had sacrificed the lives of his subordinates needlessly.